"Come on you two," Gottschalk said, "We've got to find a way-"
"We would be finding a way out of here, but you got us fucking lost!" Dieter yelled.
"Hey, look!" Wolfgang said, "There's the exit there!"
"Yeah, see? Here's the beach!" Gottschalk said, "Just like I said!"
"'Just like you said', fuck off, you got us lost!" Dieter yelled.
"Alright, alright, calm down," Gottschalk was about to go out of the forest to the helicopter wreckage, when he was grabbed back by Wolfgang.
"Gottschalk you fool!" Wolfgang said, "Listen first, before you go wandering off! Those hunters may still be out there!"
"Well they will be there now, won't they?" Gottschalk whispered, "Now that you've just shouted all over the forest!"
"See what I mean, Gottschalk," Dieter hissed, "Wolfgang always ruins everything!"
"No, you always ruin everything, you stupid moron!" Wolfgang yelled back.
"You know what," Gottschalk said, as he casually strolled into the beach, and up to the helicopter wreckage, "They may be here somewhere but I don't give a crap. This is our ticket out of here."
And with that, Gottschalk flipped over one of the pieces of metal, revealing the satellite phone underneath.
"Well," Gottschalk said triumphantly, holding the satellite phone in his hand, "That was lucky. See? Here it is!"
But his celebration was short lived as a net enclosed around him and he was now dangling from a net in a tree.
"Hahahahaha," Dieter was laughing.
"Shut up and get me down from here!" Gottschalk yelled.
"Now now Gottschalk, there's no fun in that," Dieter smiled, but he was then interrupted by the sound of the tribe hunting yet again somewhere in the distance.
"Get me down, get me down, get me down!"
"Calm down Gottschalk," Wolfgang said, as he started to pull the net from the tree, "You don't want to attract their attention now, do you?"
Soon the net from completely disconnected from the tree and Gottschalk shook it off.
"There, now, see?" Wolfgang, "Now, about that satellite phone..."
Gottschalk began pressing buttons on it.
"It won't switch on," he said, pressing the buttons on the front of it.
"That's because you don't know how to work the damn thing," Dieter said, "Here, toss it here!"
And Gottschalk gave Dieter the phone, but, he too, couldn't work it.
"Maybe we need to be like, higher up, for a signal," Wolfgang said.
"Wolfie I don't think satellite phones work that wa-"
"Yes they do Dieter!" Wolfgang yelled, "Anyway, look over there, there's a hill there! Surely at the top of that we can get a signal."
"Why do we have to go up there?" Dieter said.
"And surely there won't be a signal anywhere on this island?" Gottschalk asked, but Wolfgang had already started climbing the hill.
"God damn it Wolfie!" Dieter yelled, running after him.
"Guess I've got to follow them, then," Gottschalk thought, as the three of them began walking up the hill.
"You got a signal yet?" Dieter asked, looked at Wolfgang pressing buttons on the satellite phone.
"No."
"You got a signal yet?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"Still no."
"Got a signal now?"
"For the last time Dieter, no! I do not have a signal! For god sake!"
"Ha," Gottschalk thought, "Even Wolfgang can be put into a rage by Dieter."
"You got a signal now?"
"No Dieter! If I get a signal, I'll tell you, alright?"
They were on the top of the hill now, and there were some strange grey shapes through the trees.
"Hey... are those... buildings?" Gottschalk asked, looking through the trees.
"They sure look like it," Wolfgang said, "Modern buildings!"
The three of them ran into the space where the buildings where.
"What is this?" Wolfgang asked.
"It looks... a lot like the government research places they have back in Germany," Gottschalk, "But... why would they be doing research here?"
"Yes I'm on an island somewhere, and yes, I'm all by myself!" a voice came from one of the buildings.
"Hey, who's that?" Dieter said as the three of them went inside.
"It's the pilot!" Gottschalk yelled, as the pilot opened his mouth in shock.
"Ch..ch...change that to four, four survivors," the pilot said into the radio in front of him.
"Four survivors?" the voice on the other end said, "Very well."
"What the hell?" Dieter yelled, "You abandoned us!"
"What?" the pilot yelled, "I didn't abandon you! What the hell was I supposed to think, waking up after a helicopter crash all by myself? I thought you all were dead!"
"Look, look, people please," Wolfgang said, "It's alright now, we've got someone on the line, right?"
"There's someone on the line, yes," the pilot said, "They've sent a helicopter over."
"Oh great," Gottschalk said, "Another freaking helicopter..."
"I know, I know," the pilot said.
"What's your name anyway, pilot?" Gottschalk asked.
"Andrei. Andrei Stefanescu," the pilot replied.
"That's a long name you've got there," Dieter said.
"Well of course it is, I'm Romanian," Andrei said, rolling his eyes.
"But... wait... hold on a minute..." Wolfgang said, "What if the tribe take down the next helicopter too?"
"What tribe?" Andrei asked.
"There were spears and crap in the helicopter," Wolfgang said, "That's what brought us down. They came from a tribe not far from here."
"Shit," Andrei said, "We better warn them."
"No!" Dieter said, "They might not send a helicopter if they know about that!"
"Well shit Dieter," Wolfgang said, "It's good to know that you care about others. We should tell them, by the way, they're not just going to leave us here because of it."
But it was too late as they could already hear the sound of a helicopter swooshing outside.
"Oh, crap," Wolfgang said.